jueves, 28 de abril de 2011


In the palm of my hand
consumed while burning,
the bill that relaxes
transports and hugs.
Opening portals lascivious
Flood empty pocket and calm.
Devora memories, kidnaps words
Fierce exchanges of laughter
by an infinite loop of hunger.
sounding phrases that tomorrow
Will merge into oblivion
What do you say ?....
Ah! if you give me another hit.

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